Today. July 5th 2012. Something of a strange day. The day, after almost twenty years of writing, that my first book is published. I'm not sure, yet, how I feel - though it is still only the morning.

Outside I hear the binmen on their early-Thursday round. I rarely remember to bring my bin out from around the back of the shed, or which bin it's supposed to be (cream, burgundy or the ubiquitous dark gray); but the binmen are kind, throwing caution and rulebook to the wind as they remember for me.

July 5th 2012. Binmen. Bin. Shed. A light breeze blowing the unruly vine against my window. Just an ordinary day then....